My 18th Birthday is in 1 week, 6 days. I've been thinking about turning 18 since...probably a couple days after my 17th Birthday.
There's nothing special about age 17. I got my permit, but that's pretty much it. It's kind of a boring year.
18 is more exciting. I'm finally going to be able to go to the doctor by myself, which means I won't have to make appointments around my parents' schedules. Yes, I graduated High School over a year ago and I still can't go to the doctor's office alone.
When I turn 18, I'll be able to go to Costco and get samples without my parents. Okay, so I already get my samples now. If someone stops me, I'll tell them I'm in college. Frankly, I think I've been old enough to know what I'm allergic to or not since I was old enough to go around Costco alone.
When I turn 18, I'll be able to go on a Walmart Shopping Spree and buy:
1. White-out
2. Nailpolish Remover
3. Tylenol Cold
Yes. At the age of 17, I'm not allowed to go to my local Walmart and buy White-out. No, I am not making it up.
Yes, I'll be able to buy lottery tickets, but who cares? I can get pierced, but there's nothing I want to pierce, and I can't afford to get a tatoo (nor do I want one right now).
Well, at least I'll be able to buy white-out!

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